Wednesday, April 9, 2014

This Just In: It's Wednesday! Thrills Are At Hand, and Adventure is A Foot!

Jörs Trüüli (that's my explorer name) is about to embark upon a suburban bicycling adventure that will live on in the anals of cycling lore forever. (At least until a cream is invented that can get rid of it.)

Rest assured I'll be back in a few hours with a more complete posting.

However, if you don't hear from me by, say, tomorrow morning, just assume I did not survive, and start following another blog.

McFly:You are welcome to change your bikes' name to Adrienne Barbeau if you want. There's plenty of her to go around and she needn't be cleaned off after every ride because of the Swamp Thing thing.You're welcome.It may get confusing once the BikeSnob retirement village gets going and everyone has the same name for their bike, but we'll deal with that later.

I figured you would post really early or really late to take unfair advantage of the awesomeness of the day and get some good FLY6 derierre vue epic footage, or bits and bytesage while cutting off cops, running over yip dogs, or setting taxis on fire. WooHoo Lob Speed

The woman with the Barbeau-esque breasts was simultaneously diddling me and my friend at different times unbeknownest to us. She was a little older than us. We figured it out and ran it by her politely (you know what) and she obliged twice. The last time ended with some nice ski-poling action. Look it up on the urban dictionary.

About Me

While I love cycling and embrace it in all its forms, I'm also extremely critical. So I present to you my venting for your amusement and betterment. No offense meant to the critiqued. Always keep riding!